I started writing a bit for my hopeful book tonight. Not that it will ever see publishing, but I'd like to believe that it will be something quite interesting to look back on, so I'm doing it for me. And it will also be nice to out my side of all of the events of my life. I'm really fond of doing so, and I hope it turns out even fractionally as potent as I strive for it to be.
Today wasn't all that bad of a day. I walked, worked, and then to stray from the norm, I actually sat down and watched a movie with my dear grandmother. That movie was "The Ultimate Gift". It was quite a nice film. The young girl was a bit of an over-actor, but the rest of it was quite nice. I couldn't help but notice the bit of similarity in the first bit of the movie to my life. This "city boy" who seems to not give much of a shit about anything, living for himself, is compelled to change his life for the better.
Besides that, I finished Mr. Brand's book. It was certainly the best things I've ever read. I especially liked the last bit. I'll leave it at the end for all to read, regardless of any law forbidding me to do so. I think I was upset at the end not just because of the ending, but because it was the end of me peering into the life of somebody who's been troubled with some of the same things as I. He made note that he always felt a bit of an outsider. I can certainly relate to this. I was quite shy in my earlier years. However, I'm quite the Darwinian prodigal son, and have adapted into much more of a social creature in the more recent years of my existence.
I secured an interview with Whole Foods earlier this afternoon. I am to come in at 10:30 AM on Saturday. This means that I will most likely be making my own way home tomorrow afternoon. I was quite ticked at the idea that I would spend nearly three hours on a bus from here to New York City, considering it doesn't even take that long for me to get to Philadelphia using a proper mode of transportation... an automobile. But, as I have no access to such luxury, I have instead opted to research the possibility of a train ride from this area to the greatest city in the world, which I believe will take less than two hours. From there, another two hour or so journey to Philadelphia will for the most part complete my trip. I will bring my laptop, so I can put some thoughts into words, and hopefully that will make the whole experience a bit more tolerable. I'm quite excited to at least be in the city for any short period of time. That beautiful urban jungle makes me feel alive in the greatest sense of the world. With all of that going on, every day, how can you not feel like anything is possible? Look at this wondrous world we live in. I wish I could feel that way every day, and hopefully with time and patience, some day I will.
Well, I may be up for a bit more of an update a bit later. However, I really am quite into my other newly found writing adventure, but I refuse to neglect the wonderment of this instrument as a means of expression. I love both, and am glad to have an outlet. Things aren't so bad right now. Perhaps that's just because I know I will be in a more familiar place tomorrow... but perhaps it's something a bit grander. Maybe it's just that I'm coming to terms a bit more. I would like to believe it's the latter, but I know I'm a bit of a prick still, so it might be a more selfish reason as to my more enlightened state.
Love each other, everybody, won't you?
Oh yes, almost eschewed quite a decent opportunity to show off the last bit of this amazing book. Here goes:
"The most insightful thing I ever heard, was overheard. I was waiting for a rail replacement bus service in Hackney Wick. These two old women weren't even talking to me - not because I'd offended them, I hadn't, I'd been angelic at that bus stop, except for the eavesdropping. Rail replacement buses take an eternity, because they think they're doing you a favor by covering for the absent train, you've no recourse. Eventually, the bus appeared on the distant horizon, and one of the women, with the relief and disbelief that often accompanies the arrival of public transport said, "Oh look, the bus is coming." The other woman - a wise woman, seemingly aware that her words and attitude were potent and poetic enough to form the final sentence in a stranger's book - paused, then said, "The bus was always coming."
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